Back in the mid 1960s Sonny and Cher released a hit song called, “It's the Little Things.” Part of the chorus goes like this: “'Cause it's the little things that mean a lot, it's what you are, not what you got.”
Though the song is about a romantic relationship it certainly can be applied to our daily lives.
I know so many people that spend most of their lives trying to make a big impression on the people in their little world. Too often, my self included, we look for things that are going to make a large impact on our particular social group. Certainly, there's nothing wrong with wanting to right a wrong or make our community a better place to live but there is an old proverb that says, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.”
During the course of a lifetime there are many milestones most humans achieve. For the newspaper reporter or editor, it may be that “big story” that impacts the lives of the readers and for teachers it is reaching that “unreachable student.” Firefighters receive their rewards for saving lives; and moms, watching their children become respectable adults.
You may go through life and never actually realize that you reached the “big achievement.” But life is not always full of big moments like we see on TV and in the movies. Life consists of some frequently mundane or some not so memorable encounters with our fellow human beings.
Have you ever been uplifted by the smile of a stranger? Has passing the time with some “small talk” conversation ever changed the course of your day? Perhaps, you have received a kind e-mail or text from a friend when you were feeling kind of “down in the dumps.”
I am sure that you have.
Have you ever noticed the change in a person's continence when you spoke a kind word to them or took the time to hold open a door for someone? The words “Thank You” are more appreciated than you will ever know, especially to a battle weary clerk serving the public in a store.
I have to say that I have had my share of “big moments” in my life such as the birth of my children and grandchildren, seeing Paul McCartney and Chicago perform live, and getting the autographs of my boyhood sports heroes, Tim McCarver and Ken Boyer and actually attending my first big league ballgame in Kansas City.
Over the years, I have come to realize that big moments are rare and I have come to be content with enjoying the “little things of life” like an evening at home with Joyce, visiting the kids and grandkids, attending church on Sunday morning and conversing with fellow Christians who are just as concerned about the conditions of the world and Phillips County as I am.
Page 2 of 2 - Everyday, I thank God for the small things. I am eternally grateful for the good, clean music that I listen to each day, the wholesome old TV programs that I can view regularly on DVD and the world of sports.
Come to think of it, the little things that mean a lot are not really so little after all.